The Power of Love
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon. that means the characters too. But I do own this fic. It was inspired by someone when I was reading one of her books.
Warning: This is a Sorato fic. If you don't like, please don't flame. It's really easy actually, don't like, don't read!
Sora Takenouchi- 23 Yamato Ishida- 23
Chapter 2: Sora's POV
I felt a hand shaking me and I looked up to see Leah tugging on my arm.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Are you okay?" Her eyes were concerned.
I blinked and gave her a confuse look. "Of course. Why wouldn't I be?"
Her eyebrows furrowed a bit and answered in a matter-of-factly voice. "You're crying."
This time I gave her a frown. "I'm not crying." I touched my face for confirmation and felt them. I AM crying with out even noticing it. It happens once in a while every time I remember my break up with Yamato. I looked around and saw everyone staring at me. Darn. I quickly wiped the tears on my face and sniffed.
Our fashion coordinator, Aiko, started to panic. "Oh, you're not sick are you, Sora? We really need you tonight and we can't lose you. This is one of the biggest show we are putting for the end of the season."
I rolled my eyes and laughed. "Thanks for the concern Aiko." That's Aiko's way of showing her concern.
Aiko gave a sheepish grin. "Well, you know I care Sora. We're friends. I just thought you were having one for your nervous break down again."
She's joking of course, I, Sora Takenouchi never had nervous break down. Well, not really.
"Now," Aiko proceeded, "The Teenage Wolves are playing before, the intermission, and after the fashion show."
This is what our program looks like.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Forget-Me-Nots ClothesLine by: Sora Takenouchi and The Quill ClothesLine by: Aiko Agbayani.
The Teenage Wolves for introduction
Models by order:
Stacy - Forget-me-nots Aki - The Quill Leah - The Quill Sora - Forget-me-nots Jean - Forget-me-nots Andrea - Forget-me-nots Sumi - The Quill
First Intermission: Features The Teenage Wolves
Stacy - Forget-me-nots Aki - The Quill Leah - The Quill Sora - Forget-me-nots Jean - Forget-me-nots Andrea - Forget-me-nots Sumi - The Quill
The Teenage Wolves for closing
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
After listening to Aiko babble on and on about the program, we went to the changing rooms. I had to make sure the other models get the right clothesline.
Later on, I went out to make sure the stage was set on the way it's suppose to and there were no set backs.
I looked around and saw everything was set. All we need now is the audience and the band. I stood in the middle of the stage and sighed. The band. How in the world did Aiko get them to play here? I thought they had broken up. There were tons of stories in magazines and t.v.'s about the separation. Obviously I was wrong.
I played the break up over again. It's been 5 years ever since they broke up. I haven't seen him or talked to him after that. When I came back from America, Tai told me he moved after I left.
I sighed. Now, he's coming back. What am I supposed to do? What if I see him? What would I say? They obviously didn't leave things in good terms. And why am I obsess about this? I don't care about him anymore. That's what I keep telling myself anyway.
My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the back stage door open and voices coming from them. It was the band.
"Hello!?" Someone yelled. It was a man's voice.
I suddenly panicked. I'm not ready to see him. It's been 5 years and I'm still not ready. I started to run to the back room to get Aiko before they see me.
"Excuse me miss?" a male voice asked. Too late.
"Damn," I muttered.
Don't let it be him, don't let it be him I chanted as I turned around and plastered a smile on my face. "Yes?"
When I saw a dark-haired man on the edge of the stage, my smile became more sincere and I let out a sigh of relief.
"Do you know where the band can set up?" he smiled and he stepped closer.
I took this opportunity to get out of there before the other members come too. "Sorry, but no. You know what, why don't I get Aiko for you so that she can show you where you can prepare too?"
He nodded. "Sure. Thanks."
I started walking away from the stage as fast as I could.
When I got to the changing room. I saw Aiko hovering over the models with the cosmetician telling him what the make up should look like.
"Aiko. There's a man that needs you on the stage." I should have known I made the wrong choice of words.
She beamed up and I could see the evil glint in her eyes. "Really? I was wondering how long it would take before one of them recognizes my beauty."
I laughed. "Good grief. It's not like that. He's from the band. Actually, he is kind of hot. Why don't you check it out?"
She flipped her hair and batted her eyelashes. "Don't mind if I do."
I just laughed more. That girl can be such a flirt.
She started walking out but stopped when she reached the door. "Oh yeah, why don't you go and get ready. The cosmetician will be finish with Leah soon. We don't have a lot of time left."
I looked at my watch. "Egad. I only have 2 hours left. Damn you Aiko. You and your boring lectures always take away our time. Of course, you already know that don't you?" I joked.
She just laughed. "They are not boring. Now get on with your make up before I come there and smack you for insulting me."
I waved my hand and went to get ready.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * TO BE CONTINUED* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
A/N: Sorry if this chapter is a bit short. Anyway, I have the story half finish. All I need to do is type them up. Sorry for the hold up. Read and review. Any ideas? Just say them. I'll take them to consideration.
And for goodness sakes. I said it before. don't like don't read. What the heck is so hard to understand.
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon. that means the characters too. But I do own this fic. It was inspired by someone when I was reading one of her books.
Warning: This is a Sorato fic. If you don't like, please don't flame. It's really easy actually, don't like, don't read!
Sora Takenouchi- 23 Yamato Ishida- 23
Chapter 2: Sora's POV
I felt a hand shaking me and I looked up to see Leah tugging on my arm.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Are you okay?" Her eyes were concerned.
I blinked and gave her a confuse look. "Of course. Why wouldn't I be?"
Her eyebrows furrowed a bit and answered in a matter-of-factly voice. "You're crying."
This time I gave her a frown. "I'm not crying." I touched my face for confirmation and felt them. I AM crying with out even noticing it. It happens once in a while every time I remember my break up with Yamato. I looked around and saw everyone staring at me. Darn. I quickly wiped the tears on my face and sniffed.
Our fashion coordinator, Aiko, started to panic. "Oh, you're not sick are you, Sora? We really need you tonight and we can't lose you. This is one of the biggest show we are putting for the end of the season."
I rolled my eyes and laughed. "Thanks for the concern Aiko." That's Aiko's way of showing her concern.
Aiko gave a sheepish grin. "Well, you know I care Sora. We're friends. I just thought you were having one for your nervous break down again."
She's joking of course, I, Sora Takenouchi never had nervous break down. Well, not really.
"Now," Aiko proceeded, "The Teenage Wolves are playing before, the intermission, and after the fashion show."
This is what our program looks like.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Forget-Me-Nots ClothesLine by: Sora Takenouchi and The Quill ClothesLine by: Aiko Agbayani.
The Teenage Wolves for introduction
Models by order:
Stacy - Forget-me-nots Aki - The Quill Leah - The Quill Sora - Forget-me-nots Jean - Forget-me-nots Andrea - Forget-me-nots Sumi - The Quill
First Intermission: Features The Teenage Wolves
Stacy - Forget-me-nots Aki - The Quill Leah - The Quill Sora - Forget-me-nots Jean - Forget-me-nots Andrea - Forget-me-nots Sumi - The Quill
The Teenage Wolves for closing
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
After listening to Aiko babble on and on about the program, we went to the changing rooms. I had to make sure the other models get the right clothesline.
Later on, I went out to make sure the stage was set on the way it's suppose to and there were no set backs.
I looked around and saw everything was set. All we need now is the audience and the band. I stood in the middle of the stage and sighed. The band. How in the world did Aiko get them to play here? I thought they had broken up. There were tons of stories in magazines and t.v.'s about the separation. Obviously I was wrong.
I played the break up over again. It's been 5 years ever since they broke up. I haven't seen him or talked to him after that. When I came back from America, Tai told me he moved after I left.
I sighed. Now, he's coming back. What am I supposed to do? What if I see him? What would I say? They obviously didn't leave things in good terms. And why am I obsess about this? I don't care about him anymore. That's what I keep telling myself anyway.
My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the back stage door open and voices coming from them. It was the band.
"Hello!?" Someone yelled. It was a man's voice.
I suddenly panicked. I'm not ready to see him. It's been 5 years and I'm still not ready. I started to run to the back room to get Aiko before they see me.
"Excuse me miss?" a male voice asked. Too late.
"Damn," I muttered.
Don't let it be him, don't let it be him I chanted as I turned around and plastered a smile on my face. "Yes?"
When I saw a dark-haired man on the edge of the stage, my smile became more sincere and I let out a sigh of relief.
"Do you know where the band can set up?" he smiled and he stepped closer.
I took this opportunity to get out of there before the other members come too. "Sorry, but no. You know what, why don't I get Aiko for you so that she can show you where you can prepare too?"
He nodded. "Sure. Thanks."
I started walking away from the stage as fast as I could.
When I got to the changing room. I saw Aiko hovering over the models with the cosmetician telling him what the make up should look like.
"Aiko. There's a man that needs you on the stage." I should have known I made the wrong choice of words.
She beamed up and I could see the evil glint in her eyes. "Really? I was wondering how long it would take before one of them recognizes my beauty."
I laughed. "Good grief. It's not like that. He's from the band. Actually, he is kind of hot. Why don't you check it out?"
She flipped her hair and batted her eyelashes. "Don't mind if I do."
I just laughed more. That girl can be such a flirt.
She started walking out but stopped when she reached the door. "Oh yeah, why don't you go and get ready. The cosmetician will be finish with Leah soon. We don't have a lot of time left."
I looked at my watch. "Egad. I only have 2 hours left. Damn you Aiko. You and your boring lectures always take away our time. Of course, you already know that don't you?" I joked.
She just laughed. "They are not boring. Now get on with your make up before I come there and smack you for insulting me."
I waved my hand and went to get ready.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * TO BE CONTINUED* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
A/N: Sorry if this chapter is a bit short. Anyway, I have the story half finish. All I need to do is type them up. Sorry for the hold up. Read and review. Any ideas? Just say them. I'll take them to consideration.
And for goodness sakes. I said it before. don't like don't read. What the heck is so hard to understand.